The warmth of the hug was abruptly shattered as the airship lurched, suddenly tilting downward.
Everyone lost their balance, stumbling to stay on their feet.
"Oops, sorry about that," Delvin muttered, quickly pressing a command on his remote control.
Within seconds, the magnetoflex deactivated completely, and the airship stabilized once more.
Jasmine released her grip, still rattled. Delvin gently pushed her aside, giving her a brief nod before moving to the dashboard.
Like a magician, his fingers danced over the controls, and the engine roared back to life.
Brodosky, who had barely spoken, watched every move intensely—his eyes filled with calculated curiosity.
Delvin turned to him. "You can take over now. I'll guide you on where to land."
Brodosky hesitated, then nodded, gripping the controls firmly.
Delvin turned to his friends, only to be engulfed in a hug from Brenda and George.
"Hey guys, good to see you." His voice held genuine warmth as the embrace lingered.
